Tuesday, August 14, 2012

The Burning Star by Jessie Lane : Interview & Excerpt

She'll have to believe the unbelievable to survive.

The doctors have told Kay that she will die before she reaches her eighteenth birthday. Her mother’s determination to save her life leads them to a move outside of Asheville, NC to a new set of cancer specialists in the hopes to help her. But it’s not what Kay and her Mom find in the doctor’s offices in Asheville that lead them on the journey to save her before time runs out. It’s what Kay finds in the woods outside of Asheville, and an inhumanly gorgeous guy named Ryan, instead.

Myths and fairy tales come to life before Kay’s eyes, bringing her closer to the ultimate cure if she can stay alive long enough to get there. And if the cancer doesn’t kill her before she finds the cure the secrets her mother has hidden from her may be the beginning of the end.

Can she reach her destiny before tragedy strikes?

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All I could think was that if I concentrated on cleaning his gash then maybe I wouldn’t make myself look like an idiot anymore. The concentrating helped because I could just feel his eyes on me. I wanted to ask him what he was thinking, or why he was staring, but I thought it was better to just stay quiet and clean his arm. I worked quickly and when I was done I looked up into his face with a somewhat steely determination not to make an ass out of myself anymore today. “Hey, you think you can handle it if we clean it off with alcohol. I bet it’s going to sting like a bitch, but I’m afraid it might get infected if we don’t.”
“Yeah, that’s fine.” He said as he concentrated on my face.
“Are you sure? Because a cut like that, I bet it’s going to hurt. Like hurt a lot.” I inwardly debated if he was trying to be brave, or if he was nuts enough that he just didn’t care. My bet was nuts.
Ryan put on a confident face and said, “I think I can handle it. But if it makes you feel any better I promise I won’t scream like a little girl.” 
Well at least I could go get the alcohol without feeling like I hadn’t warned him properly. “Ok, wait here. I’ll go get the alcohol out of the bathroom, and I’ll be right back.” I headed out of the kitchen and turned right down the hall towards that bathroom. I snagged it out from underneath the bathroom sink cabinet and hurried back to the kitchen because some part of my brain still couldn’t believe that there was an exceptionally hot half naked guy in my kitchen. But sure enough I rounded the corner and he was still standing there waiting for me. “So, do you want me to like pat it on with the rag or…”
“No just pour it straight into the wound. That’s the best way to avoid any infection.” And with that comment he positioned his arm over the sink so that we wouldn’t make a mess. I just shook my head. He really was nuts.
“I’m betting twenty bucks you scream like a girl.” I chided.
“And I’m betting a date with you that I won’t scream like a girl.” He stared intently at my shocked face with a cocky little grin as I absorbed his comment in.
“Ok.” Really? I thought to myself. That’s all you can come up with is ‘ok’? He’ll think you’re oh so smooth now. In fact, I’m sure I just won the ‘smooth award’ somewhere.
I shook my head and gingerly started to pour the alcohol into the gash that ran nearly from his shoulder to right above his elbow. As I braced myself for the scream that I was sure he had coming, when the alcohol hit his wound he gasped from the pain and then snapped his jaw shut. His face became clenched and contorted from pain and his entire body literally locked up in a spasm of sorts. Jerking the bottle upright and setting it on the kitchen counter; I stared into his distorted face. He was in so much pain that I had absolutely no idea how he was not screaming. His body shuddered and then I saw where there were beads of sweat on his forehead that started trickling down his face.
I inadvertently took a step back from him afraid that he was going to crack and instead of screaming throw a punch or something. Then the strangest thing happened; I felt a blast of hot air that was strong enough to lift my hair a little as if it was in a breeze and then there was a rich smell of some kind of flowers I couldn’t identify that practically engulfed my senses. My body started tingling in response to something, and I felt a flash of heat ripple through me. Then as quickly as it had started, it was over. I looked around my house somewhat wildly for a minute trying to figure out what just happened. “What was that? Ryan did you feel that?”
“Feel what Kay? The alcohol burning the crap out of my arm. Yes, I most certainly felt that.” He was looking at me somewhat analytically, and I thought that maybe he was thinking that I belonged in the loony farm or something.
I was seriously going to have to reread the side effects of that new medication I was on. Maybe I was having hallucinations? But it felt so real. In fact, my body was still humming with something that I couldn’t place.
“Right, you’re right. It must have been the heater coming on or something. I just wonder when my mom got that smelly thing. It has such a strong smell of some kind of flower.” I started scanning the wall outlets for an air freshener plug in and then the counters for some kind of new smelly candle. Nothing. There had to be an explanation for it. The hot air came on and hit whatever air freshener Mom had put out, right?
“Kay, are you all right?” The way Ryan was watching me now I was obviously never getting that date. What a freak he must think I am.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Sorry, I guess I’m a little out of it today. How’s your arm? I guess we should wrap it up now.” I reached for the ace bandage and shook my head to clear the crazy fog that was still in there. I glanced up into Ryan’s face before I touched his arm just to make sure that he was ok with me trying to take care of him.
He must want me to stand, like, fifty feet back so he didn’t catch my crazy.

Hi Kay! Want to introduce yourself a little to our readers?
*awkwardly finger waves* Hi everybody! My name is Kay, and I’m 17. I just moved to right outside of Asheville, NC with my Mom, and this is like the gazillionth time we’ve moved. Well, at least I think, this is going to be our new home, here outside of Asheville. At the moment I’ve got a pushy werewolf and this guy named Ryan trying to tell me that I’m something I’m not. Ryan says I’ve got to leave our new home, and follow him to where he lives, but I’m seriously just waiting for someone to jump out of the bushes and tell me that I’ve been Punked. *looks around nervously* That was too much information, right? You probably think I’m crazy now, don’t you? Oh crap. SORRY! Please don’t get a straightjacket or anything.
Where do you dream of traveling to and why?
Actually, I don’t dream of traveling. Believe it or not, I dream of staying in one spot. You see, my Mom and I move around a lot for her job, or because she swears she’s part gypsy and can’t stand to be in any place for too long. So my dream come true would be to live in one place for a really long time. I’ve threatened to nail her feet to the floor if she mentions moving to me again.
Who is your favorite author?
Cassandra Clare! I love her mortal instrument series. Of course, after I’ve learned a few things about what’s real in this world, I’m starting to wonder if she actually made that stuff up, or if she knows. You know that there’s more than humans in this world. I bet she knows.
What was the scariest moment of your life?
          Well, at first I thought the scariest moment of my life was when the doctor’s told me that I was dying from cancer. A few months later, just a day after having moved to our new house outside of Asheville, I was attacked by these feral dogs, that didn’t look a whole lot like real dogs. Totally freaky looking. I would have thought that would end up being the scariest moment of my life. But it wasn’t.
          The scariest moment of my life ended up being when I found out it was a lie. Everything I thought that I knew to be real was a pretty little story. And if that wasn’t enough, I found out that there were things, and beings, that weren’t suppose to exist in anything but fairy tales or myths. However, they were real, and now they’ve pretty much taken over my life. Now I don’t know what’s going to happen.

What songs are most played on your Ipod?
My favorite music mix has ‘So Far Away’ by Mayday Parade, ‘Brick by Boring Brick’ by Paramore, ‘A Beautiful Lie’ by 30 Seconds to Mars, ‘Break In’ by Halestorm, ‘In My Blood’ by Black Stone Cherry, ‘The Life’ by Hinder and ‘Rock and Roll All Nite’ by Kiss.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
*Kay snorts* A Princess. If you only knew why that’s hysterical to me now.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
          Well first I change into my comfy, limited edition, totally kick butt KISS pajama set. Then I turn on my music as loud as I can get away with and I listen to it and draw. Getting lost in my head as my hand sketches whatever I can dream up. If I’m not doing that, then I’m reading.
What makes you happy?
          Well lately what makes me happy are picnics. As long as they’re devoid of truth telling questionnaire games, a nervous stomach due to my inhumanly hot date, and attacks from the aforementioned totally freaky looking non-dogs.

What is the next big thing?
          Figure out this riddle that says I’ve got a shot of a miracle cure. Because continuing to breath air is an excellent plan. After that, well I’d genuinely like to figure out what’s going on with me and Ryan. It’d probably be a good idea to figure out what Nick wants from me too. One thing at a time though.
If I came to visit early in the morning would you impress me as being more like a chirpy bird or a grumpy bear?
          Before or after a cup of coffee? After I’ve had a cup of delicious, strong coffee, I wouldn’t say I’m a chirpy bird, but I like to think I’m okay to be around. Before coffee, well that’s your funeral.
What one word best describes you?
Is there a piece of advice that you have received that has really stuck with you? If so, what was it?
          Wow. I’m not very philosophical or anything, but if I had to give someone a piece of advice it would be TO LIVE. Seriously, when the doctor’s told me that I had terminal cancer, all I could think about were all the things I’d never done in my life. All the people I could have met if I hadn’t hid in the corner because I was shy and awkward. All of the things I could have gone and done, like go to one of my high school’s dances or football games. There’s so much to do and see, but if you don’t do it, don’t live it, then you’re wasting opportunities. I might have a second shot at life, and if I get it, I’m never going to waste another minute or it.
Well...Thanks so much!  I've enjoyed this and appreciate you stopping in for a while to chat.

Jessie Lane is the writing team of Crystal Leo and Melissa Pahl. The two sister-in-laws share a great love of breathtaking romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them. Because really, it is ALL about the characters. (They’re kind of megalomaniacs)
When not losing themselves in a story, they remember they have real lives. Crystal lives in Kentucky with her husband and two little girls who plot daily the many ways they can drive their poor mother crazy. At the end of the day, Crystal calls Melissa and threatens to ship her two nieces to their favorite Aunt with lots of air holes punched through their box. Melissa answers Crystal’s crazed calls in Washington state where she lives with her husband and big furry baby of a Rottweiler named Yuffie, and reminds her that children are not shippable.
This is their first novel, but they are all geared up and excited to be releasing other projects soon!
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koddabear said...

Looks like a great read. Looking forward to it. Thanks for the giveaway

Karen Arrowood said...

This sounds so interesting! i am fairly new to this genre of books, but I am really enjoying it. Thanks for the opportunity to win this book.

NatashaMay said...

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